Sophia grabs a a small bottle labeled “Beaut. Up” which she could only imagine was hyperbolic. She turns on the water and strips down as she waits for it to get warm.
Stepping in she lets the steamy water spill across her body washing off the sleepiness from the morning. Hearing footsteps just outside the bathroom door she figures Aaron has woken up, likely rading the cabinets for cereal. She lathers with soap and rinses, then finally moved on to the blue-ish green tinted small bottle.
Pooring it into her hand and hair she begins to rub her scalp. While kneading her hair in a big soapy mess she can’t help but get the strange sensation of skratching a body wide itch she didn’t know existed until just now. Unsure of whether or not it’s the shampoo, she just feels satisfied with every fiber of her being. This feeling grows stronger and stronger.
Unaware, she began to change. Her butt and thighs began swell beyond her already pear shape. Her sud riddled hair grew longer and more velumptious. Her breasts began to perk up and puff out. The very structure of her face began to shift from a cute ‘girl next door’ asthetic to drop dead gorgeous with puffed up lips, cheekbones of absolute symmetry, and thickened lashes. Her posture shifted as she grew nearly an entire foot and her voice deepened to a husky mature tone.
As the bottle of shampoo had been used up, Sophia brought an end to her shower. Stepping out she noted that her bathrobe seemed a little more snug than usual but payed no mind. The mirror was too foggy to notice any changes but from her perspective at the moment everything seemed just a little lower than usual.
As she steps out...